Wanna Play (Rough) Lyrics

from Album (Unreleased (I Am 'MP3')) by Nas
Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones ( ; born September 14, 1973), who performs under the mononym mononymous person [more..]








Verse One:





Yo the Lord is my shepard


The sword is my weapon


Reward is a blessin' that comes from the struggle


shoes been scuffled blood's been shed another Mother loses a son


'cause where I'm from the young chooses a gun


before they choose an education


but once dead their ain't no awakenin'


so like once said life aint for fakin


yo you wit' me when I say duct tape 'em?


*** waitin'


got the truck outside, Benz jeep for navigation


everything in position, they'd rather be ***in' wit' Satan


when I aim I aint missin', master of assasination'


I heard he call himself Esco, drive a Lexo


rocks his hat sideways, showin' off his waves with a chipped tooth


is this the truth?


this is what we do, sip a brew


wait around his crib until it turns around two AM


as soon as he walks in the door we slay 'em


you guys got fat while I was away, so start payin'





Chorus - Okay, you wanna play rough?!


(gun shots) (scratching - a thug changes, and love changes) repeat 3X,


Okay yo, we could play rough!





Verse Two:





Okay now, drive up to my crib, am I high enough?


who these niggas tryin' to hide in their truck


I aint order cable, why in the *** these niggas


ducked in they seat? are they lookin' for me?


but I aint do shit, could it be that niggas thought


I slept like B.I.G. and Pac did


may they rest in peace, but while I'm alive I pop shit


P-11 glock spits 17 shot clips


put these niggas in boxes, where they Moms and Pops is


pull the strap from under the seat


back up in the street


watch these niggas thats tryin' to watch me, I carefully creep


take off my shoes, barefoot nigga poppin' my heat


empty every shell in their direction


its you, I should've guessed it!


same niggas that I was connected wit', I know sent you


now I'm'a take you off here, you dont know what you got into





Chorus





Verse Three:





Walked in his house, smackin' him up, "what you talkin' about?" he said


shut-up nigga! knocked him in his head with chrome


never thought I'd be in his home


with his wife taped up for my niggas to bone


***in' with me, you should've known


I'll have 'em write "stupid nigga" on your tombstone


what money can do, get you hit for less than a G


for threatenin' me


I'm'a do it myself, take you to Hell, this ones for free


killin' you niggas with nothin'


left him dead, engine runnin'


you the only I'm makin' sure that gets whats comin'


look at your Woman, anal ripped out, its your fault


they gang banged your bitch out in your face and you saw it


but before I let you have it I'm searchin' your crib


for pictures of relatives, addresses to where they live


shit like that, incase a nigga wanna strike back


I'll be right up in his***to blow 'em out with the Mac


niggas treat you like Fam, and you on it like that?


now you gotta lay flat, gettin' eatin' by rats


gettin' even's never wrong, its only right to react


eye for an eye, 'cause the sweetest part is payback


somebody kncokin', who dat?


"a cop man", let him in


and give that motha***a one under the chin


cant believe this nigga down with the Feds!


the copped screamed out your government before he dropped dead


dont explain, I put the pound on his head


blew 'em! before that I cant remember the last time I said......


Okay, so we gonna play rough!





Chorus






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